Sometimes i love you
sometimes i hate you
sometimes your great
sometimes your not
sometimes you like her
sometimes you like me
i cant trust you
i cant tell you how i feel for the fear of being hurt again is still with me. you never hit or kicked me, but you also never held my hand or told me i was pretty just a hug at the end of the day and that is it
sometimes your my boyfriend and sometimes your just a stranger walking away over and over again
